My husband sometimes says he likes the idea of me with another man... well.. one day...
..at the staff party, all of us were having THE greatest time. The hotel was hosting a shared function for us, a group of bank employees and a couple of law firms. After an excellent meal there was dancing. Towards the end of the evening, I got asked for a slow dance by one of the lawyers. We got on the packed floor and started to smooch around, initially in a classic 'Ballroom' hold, but then I felt him slip his hands around my back and I put mine around his shoulders. Then, I felt him kiss me lightly on my hair. I must admit, this is the first man to show me some affectionate interest since I married, and, well, I rather liked it.
The embrace became closer with him pulling me toward him and kissing my cheek and eventually my lips. His hands by now had moved down to my ass. I must admit that I was pushing against what felt like a very impressive hard on. Then he asked me back to his room. Now, before I went out, my husband had jokingly said 'If you get pulled, phone me or text me.' So I got the guys room number and told him to go up and I would be up shortly. (well, it gave me a chance to bail, didn't it?) Meanwhile I texted my hubby. 'Gt plld. Did u mean it?' His reply was simple. 'Phn me.' So I took myself off to the car park and phoned him. He sounded really excited by it and readily agreed. He made a few conditions though. One was that he wanted me to do what I wanted. If that was all the way, then fine. Second was to either tell him all about it or leave the phone on!. I chose the latter and went to the guys room. I had decided, though that I wasn't ready to go all the way and made that clear from the start. Then, I put my phone down by the bed and we started to make out. I was quite vocal. Telling 'Mike' to 'touch my breasts.... undress me, ....pull my knickers to one side and finger me.' Finally, I finished by asking him to come (and this will sound tricky) into my knickers while I was still wearing them. That meant he had to jack off and aim into my knickers as I held them a little way from my pussy. He by this time had given me three hugely satisfying orgasms. I felt the twitching of his cock as he deposited his load into my knickers between my legs.
All through the drive home, I could not only feel it, but smell his sperm on me. When I got home, my husband was ready for me. He nearly dragged me into the garden, (even though it was freezing out there) and pushed me up against the wall and proceeded to finger my brains out, rubbing the guys sperm and my juices together.
Now, it is my turn. I want him to get off with someone at his staff party. I won't have the same satisfaction of well, physical evidence, I suppose, but I have the horniest fantasy about smelling another girl's pussy juices on his cock before he fucks me.
I have to go and masturbate now. Telling you this has got me really horny. (Again!)